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Tears and Blood: A Mother's Redemption Battle
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Recently, a Murder and Body Disposal Case occurred in This City, marking the sixth incident in the past two months. The killer remains at large.
The police traced one of the victims, who had received takeout from a woman before their death. This woman was brought to the police station for questioning.
"Officer, my daughter is still on vacation in the Maldives. How could she possibly be the murderer?" Yue Qing said calmly, handing over her phone's chat history to the police.
"This is our conversation; we chat every day. She has been taking many beautiful photos of the scenery in the Maldives recently. This is all evidence."
The officer examined Yue Qing's phone for a long time before returning it to her. "We will verify this information. If your daughter returns to the country during this time, please notify us immediately."
"Of course, I will," she replied.
Once the police left, Yue Qing's expression darkened immediately. She dialed a number.
"Xiao Juan, didn't I tell you not to call me during this time? If you keep contacting me, it will be easy for the police to find out. Don't worry; everything at home is fine. Just enjoy yourself out there."
Whatever the other person said seemed to irritate Yue Qing even more.
"Alright, I won't say more. It would be troublesome if the police are listening in. I have to hang up now."
After ending the call, disgust filled Yue Qing's eyes. "That burden! If it weren't for her, how could I have been abandoned by my husband!"
Yes, abandon it.
Yue Qing's husband, Wei Chen, comes from a prominent family that runs a business locally. Years ago, when the old man fell seriously ill and became confused, he made a strange decree: whoever had a son first would inherit the family business. Yue Qing and her husband were the first couple to have a boy, but they were schemed against by their relatives and forcefully driven out of the family.
However, Yue Qing is quite capable on her own. She opened a clothing store, and the business has been doing well. Yet deep down, she harbors a strong dislike for her daughter, Liu Juan. She often belittles her in front of others.
"The biggest failure of my life is giving birth to a daughter. If it weren't for her, my husband wouldn't have abandoned me!"
"I raised her with so much effort, but what does she do? All she does is cause me trouble!"
"If I had known it would be like this, I should have suffocated her at birth!"
Yue Qing has always been indifferent towards Liu Juan. Even when Liu Juan was bullied at school, she failed to protect her. At that time, Liu Juan had just started first grade and was pushed down the stairs by a boy in her class, landing face-first and covered in blood.
When Yue Qing rushed to the hospital, instead of showing concern, she lashed out at her daughter.
"Liu Juan, how can you be so useless? When others bully you, can't you fight back? What good does crying do?"
"When you cry, others will only think you're easier to bully!"
"Next time someone bullies you, remember to hit them back hard!"
At that time, Liu Juan was still young and felt a deep sense of grievance after being scolded by her mother. She sobbed and promised to behave, swallowing her tears and blood inside.
Later, Liu Juan truly learned how to fight back, and no one dared to bully her anymore. Yet Yue Qing continued to scold her with a cold face.
"Liu Juan, you've got some nerve now, learning to fight, huh?"
"Look at you, acting like a crazy girl. What boy would ever like you?"
"Mom, I didn't provoke them; they hit me first..."
Liu Juan wanted to explain, but Yue Qing had no patience to listen.
"Enough! I don't want to hear it. I'm exhausted all day long and have no time for your trivial matters."
Liu Juan's heart ached at those words. She worked hard in her studies, achieved good grades, and received praise from teachers while her classmates envied her. But Yue Qing didn't even glance her way.
"So what if you got first place? What's so impressive about that?"
"If you can get first in the whole province, then you can talk!"
Liu Juan put in the effort, earned certificates, and won prizes in competitions, yet Yue Qing always looked down on her achievements.
"What good is that? Can it put food on the table?"
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